“God, yes! I’m yours in every way, forever, Master! Forever!” Sandy told me with several repeated kisses to the face.“Damn, baby girl, you are...so full of enthusiasm!” I told Sandy as I held her tight to my chest and stroked her lovely hair, “yes, honey, you’re mine. Undeniably mine. My sweet slave girl.”“The same way that your wife is also yours, and so is Stacey, not to mention your sister, Anastassia, and Lacey, Tristan, Melanie, Chloe, Annie, Roger, just to name a few. The same way that. We obeyed and curtsied though we had no skirts to grab onto. Amandahanded us each a baby doll night gown and ordered us to put them on. Minewas lavender and Tracy's was pink. Other than the color they wereidentical."It's time to go to bed. You will both sleep in Justine's bed" saidAmanda. "Hold Tracy's hand and take her to your room." Have fun girls!" said Jane.Amanda and Jane both laughed as we curtsied and scurried to my bedroomwith our erections bouncing free since we were not given any. " Yes," the older woman said. "I ne ver really understood that love untilI adopted you." What took you so long?," the impatient girl said as the two womenarrived at the grave."You're grandma's old, she doesn't move as fast as you," Kathryn laughed."Can we wish aunt Emily a happy birthday now?" the young girl said."Yes we can, sweetie," the older woman said. "After that, we can get somecake in the parlor."The trip to the grave always began with a happy birthday. Little Emilyalways liked singing. He bought me a few drinks, and we sat in a booth drinking and flirting. After a while, he started to rub my thigh as we talked I was definitely getting turned on, and I wanted to get closer to him. I suggested we dance.We went to the dance floor and shook our asses for a few songs. After a few minutes, he grabbed me and pulled me close to him. He leaned down and started to kiss my lips and neck as we danced. His hands were all over me. He was rubbing my thighs and ass under my skirt. I started.